Infinitely Losing My Edge

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Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Nicaragua and from Houston.
But I was there.

I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1962 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Accra and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.

I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.

I was there in 1976 at the first Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing Unrelated Segments to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.

But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.

I'm losing my edge.

I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by Excepter. All the underground hits.

All Gang Gang Dance tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Roger Hodgson record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.

I hear you're buying a 808 and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Blossom Toes record.

I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an oboe.

I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.

But have you seen my records?

Absolute Body Control, Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo, Don Cherry, Mantronix, The Motions, Ossler, the Soft Cell, Half Japanese, Kool Moe Dee, Ponytail, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Oneida, Kas Product, Wire, X-101, DJ Sneak, Matthew Halsall, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Soulsonic Force, Lou Reed & John Cale, Byron Stingily, Tomorrow, Pulsallama, the Germs, Schoolly D, Dawn Penn, Kool G Rap & DJ Polo, Pantaleimon, The American Breed, Piero Umiliani, Das Ding, The Names, New Order, Rekid, Parry Music, The Tremeloes, Pussy Galore, Alton Ellis, Idris Muhammad, Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud, A Flock of Seagulls, The Wake, Heaven 17, Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan, Lucky Dragons, Basic Channel, Groovy Waters, Blancmange, Kayak, Silicon Teens, Panda Bear, Tres Demented, FM Einheit, The Searchers, Sugar Minott, Man Parrish, Neil Young & Crazy Horse, Eden Ahbez, Mr. Review, Crispian St. Peters, Harmonia, The Mummies, The Last Poets, The Last Poets, The Last Poets, The Last Poets.

You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.

A hack by Matthew Ogle who is very sorry to James Murphy and basically everyone (cheers to Darius and this for the late-night inspiration)